The fog is misty, and the village is like a thin veil, as if there is nothing, and it appears and disappears. Green smoke dances in the fog from the farmer's chimney www.biquge.info, and the illusion of light and shadow makes it look like a fairy poking into the mortal silk ribbon, brushing through the green mountains and green waters, and the courtyard of the village.

After a night's rest, the soul power of Granny Qin and several people recovered to more than fifty percent, among which Yuan Gu did not have a good arm because of the old injury, so the burden of activating the curse seal fell on Granny Qin and Qin Yu, in addition, Yuan Ruolan and Qin Le assisted from the side. The group said goodbye to the villagers and left the village. Zhuo Zichen used the disguise of the mist to open the enchantment, and then, the teleportation spell seal led everyone through hundreds of miles and returned to the Guiyang Gathering Spirit Garden.

"Uncle Wang, we're back." Qin Le called in the direction of the hall, and Yuan Ruolan followed her gaze, and saw that the person known as Uncle Wang was sitting in the middle, his movements stiff, and there was an indescribable weirdness. At the same time, she found that something was wrong, she and Uncle Wang got along day and night, knowing that he was obsessed with calligraphy, and usually stayed in the house to dance and ink, and rarely went out of the room.

She protected everyone behind her, looked vigilant, carefully observed the surroundings, and inspected the entire Gathering Spirit Garden through perspective, but she didn't expect that there was no one else here except Uncle Wang and them, and all the disciples who were usually hidden in the shadows disappeared.

'Little, Miss, quick, go!' ’

Uncle Wang's voice sounded in his head, and his tone was intermittent, which seemed to be a signal sent with all his might.

"Oh no, let's go!"

She screamed, drawing a spell mark in the air. After the music of the piano was realized, the sense of smell was immediately mobilized, and the familiar smell came.

"It's the Ten Thousand Gu Gate!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw the red gauze silk forging around Qinyu's wrist and pulled to the side, interrupting the movement of her hand. Ouyang Mingyue immediately appeared behind the red veil, and fell lightly in front of everyone's eyes.

"Everyone, meet again." She waved her sleeves, crossed her legs, and sat on the chair that her disciples had made out of their bodies. "Is it because I'm slacking off? Why don't you just leave without saying a word! ”

After saying that, something smashed into the pool with a "bang", raising thousands of splashes and falling on everyone. When the water calmed down, they looked at the objects in the pool, and found that they were all irregularly shaped pieces of flesh, the incisions were frizzy, as if they had been bitten by a beast, and there were human hands and feet interspersed in between, and the gray vortex on the little finger was the mark of a celestial soul dementor. The lotus pond at the foot gradually turned red, and the smell of iron permeated the courtyard.

No wonder they weren't found just now, it turned out to be ...... Qinyu looked at the woman in front of her angrily, what kind of heart did she have behind her delicate face with a clever smile?

Yuan Ruolan was really stupid by the scene in front of her, since she stepped into the Yin and Yang Realm, it was the first time she had seen such a bloody scene, the breath of death was like an awl, nailed to her chest, and every time she looked at those corpses, she knocked it in a little more. Instinctively, she wanted to get out of here, and her steps kept back, and in a few steps she leaned on a strong chest, and the man whispered in his ear.

"Don't be afraid."

The strange thing is that these two words sound a little familiar to her, like taking a reassuring pill, and she is really not so afraid. She tried to divert her attention and look away, and Kototama and Motoya stood at the front of the crowd, their steadfast backs weakening everyone's unease. Granny Qin and the others also entered a state of combat readiness, and the Ten Thousand Gu Sect disciples who were on guard suddenly rushed up. Song Youchen's legs were weak, but he also clenched his fists, straightened his waist, and gritted his teeth. She remembered the thrilling experience they had in the Ten Thousand Gu Gate before, and suddenly felt that he shouldn't be brought in as an ordinary person.

"Don't be nervous, I'm a good talker." She glanced at Ouyang Zheng in the crowd and thought thoughtfully. "As long as you hand them over, I promise to keep you all dead."

"Listen to the sect master, we will all die horizontally and vertically, and it makes no difference whether we hand over people or not." Qin Yu took a step forward, covering the movements of Granny Qin behind her, and the other party came to Ouyang Zheng's side with lightning speed, ready to make a move at any time.

"Of course there is a difference." She spread out her palm, and a cuckoo was born in her palm, with a few morning dew on it. "A flower and a ......" A green Gu fire ignited in her hand, and the flowers that were still bewitching just now instantly turned into ashes, "The difference between a handful of fertilizer." ”

"The heir of the Five Poisons Saint has produced one in decades, and he is dead, I'm afraid you won't have the life to wait for the next one." Everyone got out of the way, and Granny Qin grabbed Ouyang Zheng's neck and appeared at the end of the road. "What's more, it's a rare commodity that has only been available for thousands of years, are you willing to do it?"

"Old woman! You! She clenched her fists, bit her lower lip, and narrowed her eyes as if she had been grabbed by a sore foot.

The conversation came to an abrupt end, and the two sides confronted each other in the courtyard. Ouyang Zheng's heart was surging under his expressionless face, although he didn't know what it was when Granny Qin said, but when he saw Ouyang Mingyue's appearance, he guessed most of it, I am afraid that there was something in him that he didn't know but Ouyang Mingyue valued very much, and this was the real reason why he became a saint of the five poisons.

For a long time, Ouyang Mingyue looked at Ouyang Zheng, who had no fight back, and scolded the bastard in her heart, her face was full of pain, and she looked like she hated iron but not steel.

"Okay, tell me about your conditions."

"It's simple, let us go."

"One life for so many lives? It's not fair at all! She jumped up, and her tone was still coquettish, she really didn't know how many souls were hidden in that body.

"Then look at how much this life is worth." Granny Jean closed her fingers, and the feeling of suffocation triggered his body's natural reaction, and the pain on his face was unmistakable.

"Hey! Old lady! Stop it! In a hurry, she released the Gu snake in her sleeve, and went straight to Granny Qin, and the other party pushed out the soul power ball in her palm to knock them down, stuck Ouyang Zai's chin and lifted him up, Ouyang Zai didn't make any unnecessary resistance, on the one hand, he wanted to know how much Ouyang Mingyue cared about what he did, and on the other hand, he had someone in his heart who must be protected, even if he lost his life, he couldn't give up.

"I'm scared, I'm really scared, I don't want to die like this."

The girl in front of him sat in the middle of the loess road, her hands on her knees, and the sobs from under her shaking shoulders seemed to come from the abyss, and fear and grief were intertwined, and it seemed that she would fall into the darkness in the next moment.

He couldn't help but spread his arms, just enough to take his thin body into his arms, and she paused for a moment, and then, like a wounded little beast, grabbed him by the collar, crying snot and saliva. This kind of crying is really not beautiful, but a flower blooms in his eyes, and a pity that goes deep into his bone marrow is engraved into his heart. He even forgot that one of the people who had driven her to the edge of the cliff was himself.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." He deliberately lowered the volume so that the snoopers could not hear it, he hoped that this was a secret between him and her, not to mention who knows how much she can remember after she wakes up?

Not far away, near the courtyard gate of the village chief's house, the sadness burning in Song Youchen's eyes was thicker than the dark clouds in the night.